I want so badly
to know what it's like
to feel safe in a parent's arms.
I strive to cover myself in ink
and metal
to get rid of the body you've ruined.
The vessel that is carrying my soul
is defiled.
I have never been able to be a child
because you took that away.
I never got to feel innocence.
I was never afraid of the dark
because I was too busy being afraid of you.
I am not an "old soul".
I matured quickly
because being your daughter forced me to.
How can you look me in the eye
knowing what you did?
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Emotive words Valerie, I am sure you will use those bad things to bring strength to your body and mind.
Andy
'I
am not an "old soul".
I
matured quickly
because
being your daughter
forced
me
to'
(luckily, for my future:)
'Family
is not defined, by
blood.'
(life-affirmingly, fantastic
sing your truth, dear poet
thank you! for choosing to share)
Powerful, poetic and brave.
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